The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my heart

but the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that

how it craved for any touch, any relief, even from those who

ragged and I knew I was losing

peak yet but the heat was too much and my mind

taunts mingling with the roaring

at her,” one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

stepped forward and ran his index finger on my

as he inserted his finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I

up and down his finger,

voice dripped with false sympathy

bet she’d do anything to make

Do you want me

take it anymore, I pushed through them before he could finish speaking, stumbling as I

could hear mocking laughter chasing me but

to find somewhere – anywhere – I could

with a solid wall of muscle and staggered

up, an apology on my lips but the words died in my

was the

with a mix of

– tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit –

over the room as everyone turned

a sickening dread pooled in

signet on the third finger of his left hand and

Lycan leader, but not

Lycan Leader of the White Moon Throne –

heart pounded as I realized the gravity of

in my world,

trembled, expecting a reprimand

the punishment for uncontrolled heat

a disgrace, a shame that could bring down the wrath of the White Moon Throne

intense, a deep amber that seemed to

condemnation, his

out, pulling me up from

okay?” He asked, his voice sending shivers through my already hypersensitive

arm and my breath hitched again as I struggled to

I stammered but my

over me, stronger than before

vision blurring as desire overwhelmed my

caught me, his grip

could feel the hard planes of his chest against

cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that

Time seemed to slow.

the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan leader stood

a flash of something raw and primal crossing